Cerena’s Perspective

When Jim came around down the hall to go into his office, Cerena followed after him.

Once in close proximity to her master, suddenly the thoughts running through her head about Kiri fell to the background. His scent was intoxicating. It didn’t help that he became even more charming and handsome as the days went by.

Something about him was just…special. Of course, she had imprinted on him following their coupling, which made him even more irresistible to her. Hellhounds tended to take more cues from wolves than dogs. They mated for life, a fact she was sure Jim didn’t realize. He seemed to just get thrown into things without really understanding the implications. Cerena didn’t want to pressure him, which was a bit hypocritical considering she had pretty much forced him to fuck her in the elevator, but she had hoped to win him over with less use of force this time.

She didn’t mind the other women around him. It made sense to her to live in groups. She just hoped he’d consider adding her so she’d no longer have to suffer this burning need any longer.